There they are – tall, straight, lantern jawed, square shouldered, pin striped suits, perfect smiles – just waiting to wave and smile at you, our counterfeit men and women. Six years ago, they bore these same marks but they were smoother then and we could not determine their authenticity. But now we can; they’re as phony as three dollar bills. Look closely, the veneer of confidence is worn and cannot cover their angst; the surface lines are etched six years more deeply. These are actors struggling to make their exits, hoping you won’t notice that they’re totally inauthentic human beings, mere knock offs of those confident beings who took office on January 20, 2001. The lines they mouth were written for an audience that has long ago soured on this failed and rotten play.
George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Condoleezza Rice and a half a hundred more – some already gone - simply mouth their lines in what was supposed to be a pleasant melodrama that has turned fatefully calamitous. Now they face tomatoes being tossed from the cheap seats and beg us to listen to their words.
The chorus of loyalists in congress and even in the audience can no longer quiet the cat calls. For six years, they had center stage and played to the crowd with happy words and phrases as the set fell apart about them. Now they’re alone with just their frayed costumes and worn makeup spouting repeated lines that used to inspire but which now are simply comic, tragically comic.
Give ‘em the hook, the Gong Show’s over.
Be gone you phony bums!
Blog on!
Wild Bill
Sunday, February 11, 2007
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You use words well.
Short, sweet and to the point.
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